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I'm more comfortable dying.
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OBSERVATIONS... Life has never been my strong point
living always seems so complicated
i'm more comfortable dying
A little more each day
the seconds slip into hours as the years
pass to claim the colour from my days
i often admire those who do not struggle
accepting their fates
i refused to be led
or kept.
Dying to live or
killing myself trying.
W have a choice about how we
We have a choice about how we feel. (About everything) Reality is, we have been dying since we were born....but we have the choice about how we accept that reality. Just ask yourself, "how have I chosen to spend my time dying? How have I chosen to feel and manifest this reality in my life?" We have been conditioned to live in the delusion that our cells live forever. They slough and fall off constantly and WE, through the choices we make consciously and subconsciously, regenerate ourselves.
True story.
Peace always.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Yes nightlight you totally got it!
:) you all have brought forward some of the deeper meanings by examining the point of view in this piece each of you coming at it from different angles. It's wonderful I love reading your views they help remind me how possible it is to view the worinland life in any huejet hie trick is to choose the one that Works best for you! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I feel this way daily
Thank you for giving me the words to read and feel and recognize this about myself. Your talent touches people... never forget that.
jrfehlmann
Dying to live... Yes the
Dying to live... Yes the daily grind can catch you for sure I am a doer in every sense of the word. I have an arm injury that is crippling at the moment and no real answers only more scary questions. It has forced me to take an stock and measure out my life, which has so far been in the service of others and as validating and emotionally fulfilling as that is, it's lonely being capable. Its 'horrible when after being such a force that I need some consideration and that it does not seem to be coming my way. yet the whining and undeserving are ushered into cotton wool every day. It's been an amazing roller coaster ride of emotions to say the least. I am glad though, I have learned I don't need much because pp helps keep me going. You guys help keep me going virtual friends with real lives and expressive hearts who touch my heart. You all keep me full. hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Respected SSmoothie a small humble poetry-gift for you
Gravity of ignorance binds us into orbits
Knowledge of the unknown can break us free
Men have relished ,experienced,revealed
In languages we fail to decipher today
Sinking into the depths we grab a piece to keep afloat
We forget that we are all like a small leaky boat
Floating merrily down the moving stream
Methinks:Please look around the magnificent banks
Look up to the sky above and say your thanks
For the pretty coloured flowers,birds,animals,people
The song of the rippling water will lull you to sleep
The flowers' fragrance is not yours to keep
Fruits of your labour hang above in bowers
Either you eat or others its all the same
Try your hand at something new;don't feel any shame
Gaze up at the wondrous stars lying afloat
Don't worry- the 'oar' will keep safe your boat
When you reach the orbit's end cast off your coat
What were those writings in the Holy Books?
Now obliterated,splashed with ignorant reign
Tiny fragments of doctrines haven't eased the pain
The gentle squirrel clambering...its bushy tail
Black-yellow maneaters; model for every male
A poacher's bullet may make them carpets for sale
The wobbling ,the bouncing,the twisting,the turning
Till the "orbit" is over don't fear drowning
©bishu
©bishu
How true dear bishu!
What an engaging and warming poem! Thank you for you kind considerations dear, I treasure them always you have a kind and gifted heart. Much appreciated dear respected bishu! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Are you a cardiologist ?
Are you a cardiologist ?
©bishu
Haha of sorts lol! ;D
Haha of sorts lol! ;D
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."